a fluttering mind..

wouldnt say i am sick of life
perhaps its just that m goin through a strife

sometimes when your hating it all
you keep building and all it does is fall

thats when they say we must hold on
to what? i wondered.. may be just untill its gone

you know it will move, it does'nt have a choice
but thats again the time you have the most painful voice

its frustrating to see plans thwart
but hey.. i was told, thats also an art

lets see what the new day has to bring
its all planned up there, winter or spring...